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"Grumble-"

There are a few remaining stars hanging in the gray sky, and the earth seems to be covered with a layer of black veil.

On the rugged mountain road, a simple horse-drawn carriage was driving fast, and the round wheels rolled over the gravel paved on the road, making bursts of explosions, and the carriage shook accordingly.

"Dangdang!"

In the 21st century, it is also the first time in life for the people in this carriage to be able to drive on such bumpy roads in a horse-drawn carriage.

Of course, the people inside are already used to this kind of shaking, but if there is no shaking in the carriage, they will start to worry.

In that case, it means that the two carriages have driven out of the mountain road - or fell down the mountain.

However, a heated discussion was going on in the carriage at the moment, and they all chose to ignore the bumps of the vehicle.

"I still believe that there are only two types of people, the rich and the poor."

Five people from different regions sat around a small table in the middle of the car, and a large poster with the words "Horror Party" was placed on it. There is no doubt that these people are the players of this game, and at this moment It has been 20 minutes since they came into this world.

The one who spoke just now was a black man wearing a dark blue police uniform. His name is Manan Will. Now he is discussing the division of people with the other four players. Everyone has their own opinions on this. .

He believes that only wealth can divide people. The rich hoarding wealth and the lonely poor are creatures of two worlds. This is a lesson he has learned from working in the slums for many years. It was more ingrained in his heart.

He has seen criminals exchange wealth for their innocence more than once, but he has no choice but to watch innocent people being forced to take the blame.

"I don't agree with what you said about the distinction between good and evil." Ma Nan stared at the Asian man in hospital clothes in front of him with firm eyes, and expressed his opinion: "I have been a policeman for eight years. I have met many people during the period, and it is not accurate to judge them by good or evil, because good and evil are determined subjectively by people, and an angel in your eyes may be a devil in the eyes of others, and only wealth is the criterion for measuring people."

"..." Qiu Dong was hit by Ma Nan's well-founded words, holding on to the crutch beside him, he couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while: "I..."

In the last game world, he was betrayed by his teammates and lost his left leg. The so-called division of good and evil among people is because he felt it and said it without deliberation at all.

"No, wealth is just a foreign thing, but those who pursue it will not care about it. Those who blindly pursue money will eventually die of greed." An Asian man with black-rimmed glasses and short thick hair combed his hair. Opening the window on his side, feeling the cool breeze of dawn, he couldn't help squinting his eyes: "What really divides people is knowledge and vision, whether it's outside or in this game, these two are the most important .”

"If you have to divide, then there are only wise men and mortals in this world. In the end, mortals will be reduced to dust and wise men will stand out."

He has the confidence to say these words. His name is Ye Bingwen. He is a relatively well-known university professor outside, but here he is a player who has experienced many games. For these few For teammates who have only experienced one or two games, he is undoubtedly a veteran.

But even if he is a senior person, not every point of view can be convinced by others. The blond woman in a wine-red dress sitting opposite him gently put the brooch back in place after listening to the conversation of several people. He continued Ye Bingwen's words in a leisurely manner: "No, I don't think so."

"Huh?" Ye Bingwen frowned, and looked at her displeased, as if waiting for her reason.

"You said that only wise men can stand out, which is very wrong." The woman said without fear of his gaze, "Wise men also have bad luck. The captain of my last mission was an excellent conductor, but he In the end, I died there because of bad luck, but I, a waste, survived."

"Wisdom may be useful in the face of a cruel world, but in the end it is luck that determines your outcome. If you want to divide people by one standard, I think it should be divided into lucky and unlucky."

As for why it's a hapless ghost instead of a hapless egg, well...

"Melville, you have to know that lucky people are not always lucky, and unlucky people are not always unlucky." Ye Bingwen naturally heard the careful thought in her words, and retorted: "If you still plan to rely on If you want to survive the horror game based on luck instead of strength, I advise you to give up this plan, it will make you regret it."

"Well... what you said is right, I admit it." Melville Constantine agreed with Ye Bingwen's words with a smirk, then turned his head away and ignored him, and turned his attention to the person sitting next to him attentively. The sword girl asked: "Miss Jiuyuanji thinks who is right?"

"..." The neon girl with kimono hair and kimono glanced at Melville suspiciously, then nervously shook the sword in her hand, just when everyone thought she would not answer, The girl suddenly said, "I don't think people can be classified."

Melville: "?"

"It's very interesting, please continue." Ye Bingwen ignored Melville, who was on the side, and waited for the explanation from Kuenji Risa.

Not only him, but the other two men also set their sights on this neon girl. This girl has been quite mysterious since she sat there, especially the knife she holds in her arms, which always gives people a sense of mystery. This eerie feeling is probably related to the weirdness, and it is definitely not a mortal thing.

"I think people's experience can be divided into two stages, one is confusion, and the other is resistance." After saying this sentence, she closed her mouth, as if she would reveal something if she continued to speak, which made her want to hear Ye Bingwen was a little itchy in the follow-up, but since she was unwilling to answer, it was not good for him to ask any more.

Confused and struggling?

Hmph, this statement is quite interesting, but how did this girl come to this conclusion?

Ok……

Unable to know the experience of Jiuyuansi Lisa, Ye Bingwen could only give up guessing and turned to the sixth person.

"Hey, Mr. Yu, may I ask your opinion?" He rolled down the window and asked the driver who was concentrating on driving the carriage: "What type of people do you think?"

"what?"

Obviously, the coachman didn't hear the conversation inside, and he was stunned when Ye Bingwen asked him, but soon realized that the other party was asking him a question.

What's the matter, these rock musicians don't talk about music, let's talk about life instead?

Although he was a little puzzled, he still thought about it.

What are the types of people...

It has to be thought about carefully, this question is strange, can people still classify?

But how can it be divided, isn't it just men and women, what else can be distinguished?

Wait a minute, it seems that it can really be separated.

"You asked us this out of the blue, and we don't know what kind of people there are." The coachman chuckled, shook off the whip in his hand, let the carriage pick up and rushed to the destination at a faster speed, and then said: "But if in In Yuquan Village, there are only two types of people, one is the living and the other is the dead."

After the voice fell, the air instantly became quiet, and Ye Bingwen smiled stiffly.

A civilized person doesn't swear, he shouldn't have asked just now.

"That..." Melville broke the silence: "Excuse me, how long will it take before we reach Yuquan Village? Who should we go to when we get there?"

The personal terminal shows that their mission this time is to have the five of them participate in the three-day past festival in Yuquan Village in the name of a rock band, and use the mobile phones distributed to everyone to take pictures of supernatural images, and there should be no less than 5 of them.

This time the mission also gave a reminder, that is, the priests and daughters in the village, it is said that they have special abilities to fight against evil spirits, if they can find their help, then the mission process will be more effective.

If only her luck this time could be as good as the last game...

"Ah, who are you looking for?" The coachman thought for a while after listening to Melville's words, and then gave an answer: "I remember that the one who met you should be the daughter of the high priest's family."

"What!" Before Melville had time to be happy, someone was happier than her, and after seeing who the happy person was, she became a little unhappy for some reason.

"Is it really her?" Ye Bingwen was very excited when he heard that they were connecting with the key NPC given in the mission prompt. It really took no effort at all.

You must know that it is rare to meet an NPC with real abilities in the horror world. If the relationship between the two parties is handled properly, then this mission will be quite safe.

That's right, the total number of them this time is only 5 people, and the time is only 3 days. If there is no accident with this difficulty of the game, there is a high probability that all of them will survive.

If you can still get exorcism spells or props from the priest, then you won't lose money...

"Yes, Yu Cong, it is estimated that he will inherit the position of priest in a few years." The coachman got excited when he said this: "Let me tell you, that girl's mother is a genius."

Afterwards, he told several players about Yu Shuimo's glorious history. After hearing that she had handled thousands of supernatural events, everyone couldn't help but feel admiration.

If what the coachman said is true, then this priest named Yu Shuimo is indeed a master. If she has mastered such spells, if she is thrown into the player's camp, I am afraid that she is not chasing ghosts to kill, and what is even more outrageous is her. You can actually rub your hands out of weirdness and fight with other weirdnesses. Is this really achievable by humans?

Since Yu Shuimo is so powerful, her daughter shouldn't be so bad either?

Thinking of this, some small thoughts arose in Ye Bingwen's heart.

A young girl can be coaxed casually to get information about Yuquan Village from her, and maybe she can also get the magic spells performed by her and her mother.

Even if these are not enough, it is quite easy to get some support from her, so it is necessary to have a good relationship with her.

"So..." Ye Bingwen raised his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes became extremely sharp, and he said slowly, "Who will take over my position as the lead singer?"

Everyone: "?"

"Let me tell you in advance, I don't know how to sing, let alone rock music." He pointed to his throat and tried to hum a few words. The singing sound like a wild boar pulling a mill made everyone's faces turn green instantly.

No need to guess, let a lead singer of this level appear on the stage and designate an explosion at the beginning, an explosion in a negative sense.

Even the driver who was concentrating on driving outside the carriage was taken aback, thinking that the mountain was haunted, he almost swung his whip and accelerated.

"Ahem." Ye Bingwen cleared his throat without blushing, stopped his singing and said, "If you don't want to mess up the show, please give me a guitar."

"You can play the guitar?" Manan Will asked in surprise. Judging from the man's tone, he seemed to have considerable confidence in the guitar.

Hearing this, Ye Bingwen raised his eyebrows and said confidently, "Not at all."

"Then what do you want a guitar for..."

"Don't you have two guitars?"

Manan Weir looked at the two guitars placed beside him, and immediately understood his plan. He was trying to fish in troubled waters.

Aren't you a self-proclaimed wise man, why did you start to get confused?

"Aren't you the same?" Ye Bingwen seemed to see what Ma Nan was thinking from his eyes, and asked, "Can you play that piano?"

"Yes." Ma Nan nodded and replied confidently, "I practiced for two and a half years when I was a singer, and now I can rap."

Ye Bingwen: "..."

Well, you won.

He turned to look at Qiu Dong, who spread his hands and said, "Sorry, Mr. Ye, I can't sing either."

"But I was in a band when I was in school, and I was a drummer for a while."

Well, it seems that you all have unique skills.

Ye Bingwen is also very helpless about this. The knowledge and music he has acquired can be said to be beyond the reach of eight whips. It is better to expect the waterfall to flow backwards for him to learn to sing.

"That." When he shook his head and sighed, Kuonji Risa suddenly raised his hand and said weakly: "I can sing some songs, but those are not suitable for live singing."

Hearing this, Ye Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief, finally there is someone who can sing.

If it’s not suitable for the scene, it’s not suitable, at least it’s a song, right?

"Okay, then the lead singer..."

Before Ye Bingwen could finish speaking, Melville, who was sitting opposite him, interrupted him: "Wait a minute, are we short of a lead singer?"

Everyone looked at her in amazement, Melville enjoyed the gaze of everyone, put his hands on his chest and re-introduced himself: "Ahem, let me re-introduce myself, my full name is Melville Constantine, an opera singer at the Chérésée Opera."

"Fortunately, my major is just right."

Volume 74 Yuquan Village: Chapter 70 Chapter [-] The Lucky One (plus more)

"Professor Ye, this is for you."

"Okay, thanks."

Ye Bingwen reached out to take a black guitar from Melville, and nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

Just 5 minutes ago, Melville showed them her high notes. Even Ye Bingwen, who didn't understand music at all, was shocked by this light and empty singing, and she didn't forget to show off her skills and express her emotions when she sang songs. The unobtrusive switching with Bel Canto can be described as quite skilled.

This is not an ordinary opera singer, she is clearly a powerful singer.

At this moment, Ye Bingwen also let go of the arrogance in his heart, put himself back in the same position as everyone else, and regained his former humility.

He now understands that there is a reason why the system can match the five of them together. Even if the others have only played one or two games, most of them have experience in music, and although he is an experienced player , but he knew nothing about music.

I have to mention that the matching mechanism of the horror game is really ingenious, and Ye Bingwen couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

It seems that his point of view is still biased...

A wise man thinks a lot, and if there is an inherent mistake, people will eventually encounter things they don't understand, and at this time they need other people's complements.

Well, after all, humans are imperfect creatures.

"Hmm..." Ye Bingwen's silence was seen by everyone, which made Maran Will a little worried. Why did he suddenly stop saying a word? Is this autistic?

"Okay, it's decided." Just as he was about to step forward to speak comforting words, Ye Bingwen suddenly patted the table and said, "Everyone, the topic of the division of people can be put aside. What should I do after Quancun?"

"This time the game world is located in Kyushu, where Qiu Dong and I are. Judging from the information we have obtained, this time the game world is roughly based on folk festivals."

Qiu Dong nodded. As a native of Kyushu, he has a certain understanding of the world of folk customs. In this regard, the two of them have the advantage of locals, and it is faster and easier than others in obtaining information. It's a pity that his movement is a little inconvenient.

"Is it a folk custom? It sounds very interesting." After listening to the two people's introduction to the folk world, Manan Weir also had a preliminary impression of the village he was about to come to, but he had never lived in Kyushu. He still doesn't understand what folk customs are, and the picture in his mind is far from the real mountain village. Maybe he can only realize it after seeing it with his own eyes.

"This task is divided into three." Seeing that the other people did not raise any questions, Ye Bingwen stretched out three fingers and began to analyze the current situation for everyone: "First, live until the end of the past festival, that is, after 3 days, There's a good chance we're going to run into something really dangerous on day three."

"What about the first and second day?" Melville asked. "I don't think these two days are necessarily safe."

"You're right." Ye Bingwen glanced at her and explained: "But what I'm talking about is a situation that can be called dangerous. As for the first two days, as long as no one touches something that shouldn't be touched casually, then it's okay. Something unexpected will happen."

The experience of the veteran is precious, and everyone is listening to him carefully. Finding order in chaos is a difficult thing. Only veteran players who have experienced multiple worlds can get a glimpse of the truth from it, and organize it into own theory.

"Okay, now on to the second point."

"It's about staying out of who we are, rock band."

Ye Bingwen looked out the window. It was already dawn in the sky, and the carriage had arrived at the foot of the mountain. It was less than 10 minutes before they entered the village.

"Band members are our identity when we enter the past festival. If our performance does not meet expectations, um, that is, the performance is too poor, and we may be fired before the festival is over."

"In that case, we would change from being invitees to ordinary tourists, which is a status shift and we must avoid that."

His words immediately awakened everyone, and everyone suddenly understood the reason why they were assigned the status of this band.

Now they are invited by Yuquan Village, they are distinguished guests, and the local weirdos will be scruples about the sacrificial ceremony for the spring god and dare not take action against them easily.